Six Pack Removal Part 3

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Lexi is flat on her back on the lift bench. Her legs have been dangled off the far edge and are being held in place by wide leather restraints locked around her ankles. She’s not as uncomfortable as she could be, but her enema-swollen belly - which is already holding around two liters from her time being filled by the glass bucket - is way less cut than it was when we started. Her wrists, similarly held in place by thick leather cuffs, have been clipped to the sides of the bench and she’s already had a couple of syringes before the opening of this part of her enema ordeal. She’s hardcore, though, and - although she complains a bit - she really just sucks up those asswater injections with the same ease that she throws weights. Her belly swells out to amazing size, which you can see in the before and after shots. She wishes it would all stop, but I want to see that bulging, squared enema tummy take on the perfect shape before I let her release. I also want to spend some time rubbing that belly now that I’ve got it as oily as I normally like them. It’s delightful. Lexy isn’t ecstatic about this, but she’s in the zone, so she hangs on. I reward her perseverance with an attempted controlled release into the smaller glass bucket. Sadist that I am, though, I can’t resist adding still more enema water when she’s unable to evacuate much through the colon tube I’ve just kindly provided her. We push a bit more, trying to reach the perfect state. When she’s finally had enough, I release her, sit her up and let her waddle her bratty ass and enema waterbaby to the toilet to release.